"With your intelligence, you still want to trick me in?" Zhang Yangle said.

"Why, don't you dare?" said Jiaolong angrily.

Zhang Yang came here just to find treasures, and he had reached the last step, how could he not dare to go in?

"Even if I go in, how can you bear me?" Zhang Yang sneered.

Although he knew that the other party was using the agitation method, he didn't care.

With a kick of his legs, Zhang Yang's whole person was like an arc of light, rushing towards the main hall, the person was still in mid-air, and he was a fierce punch to Jiaolong!

"It's a good time!" Jiaolong saw this, and hurriedly rejoiced.

Due to the forbidden spell, Jiaolong can only move in the main hall, if Zhang Yang has been outside the main hall, even if it has the strength to the sky, it will be helpless.

But now, Zhang Yang dared to take the initiative to send it to the door, wouldn't it be a death?

"Boy, soon you'll know how stupid you are right now. Jiaolong sneered.

The dragon's body stood in mid-air and kept surrounding, and two golden rays of light shot out of the dragon's eyes, and the golden light turned into two ripples, and the ripples spread out and radiated to the public.

"Soul attack?" Zhang Yang's mouth lifted slightly, and his face carried a hint of mockery.

"Bang!"

The flamboyant fist directly faced the ripples from the radiation, and the strong aftermath of the collision made the hall shake slightly.

After the collision, Zhang Yang's whole person still didn't stop, and his hands kept waving his fists!

"Sky Destroying Fist!"

"Aeolian legs!"

In a few seconds, he used his hands and feet at the same time, constantly waving towards the dragon, and the powerful power made the dragon scream bitterly.

Jiaolong, although it has not really transformed into a real dragon, but any demon beast with the word 'dragon' in its name is not simple.

The dragon's most powerful thing is that it is born with powerful spells and soul attacks, but it takes time to cast these methods.

From the beginning of the fight, Zhang Yang began to launch fierce attacks, without giving it the slightest chance to breathe.

"Crazy! Crazy!" There is nowhere to show his skills, and Jiaolong is extremely aggrieved.

"Boy, if you have the ability, you stop first, let Lord Ben Shenlong rest first, and you will know how strong Ben Shenlong is later!"

"Hey, boy, tell you to stop, do you hear me?"

Zhang Yang's face was solemn, and his fists did not stop at all.

After only a while, Jiaolong's black scale armor was directly beaten to the flesh, and the dragon's head was swollen by Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang dodged, sat on the head of the dragon, and held the dragon's horn with both hands, and was about to pull it off as a souvenir.

"Don't, don't pull it, woo, please!" Jiaolong hurriedly begged for mercy.

If the dragon wants to transform into a real dragon, the horns on its head are very important, it has been cultivating for thousands of years, and it has just grown a dragon horn, and when it grows a pair of dragon horns, it can become a real dragon.

If Zhang Yang pulls out the single horn on his head, then its cultivation will at least be greatly reduced, which is obviously unacceptable to it.

"I surrender, surrender. Don't fight, don't fight, woo, it's too much to bully the dragon. ”

Jiaolong was stunned, it really couldn't understand why the young man in front of him, who only had the cultivation of a fake pill, could crush it, a divine beast in the late stage of the knot.

"Isn't this going to fight?"

"Didn't you just say that you wanted me to learn the divine power of your Shenlong-sama? and let me know how stupid I am?

Zhang Yang was unmoved, and his hands were slightly forced.

Feeling the pain coming from the top of his head, Jiaolong completely panicked.

"Stop, aren't you going to come to this treasure pavilion to find treasures, I can help you!" Jiaolong hurriedly said.

The strength in Zhang Yang's hand loosened, "The treasure is in the treasure pavilion and it won't run, won't I take it myself?"

Hearing this, Jiaolong's eyes flashed with a glimmer of hope.

"This is the famous Ten Thousand Swords Gate Treasure Pavilion, where can the treasures in it be so easy to get, without my help, you can only take one or two worthless treasures at most. ”

"Famous name?" Zhang Yang wondered, "This Ten Thousand Swords Sect used to be very good?"

"That's nature, this dragon...... ,Eh,That,I used to be a divine beast at the peak of the god transformation stage.,They were all caught by them to guard this treasure pavilion.,Do you think they're strong?"

The strength of the Jiaolong at the peak of the Transformation Period should be no less than the previous Fire Qilin, and it seems that the Ten Thousand Swords Gate did have some strength before.

The Treasure Pavilion is the most important place in a sect, and the prohibition inside should not be weak.

"You'd better not lie to me, or you'll ......," Zhang Yang's words revealed coldness.

This dragon doesn't have to be killed, and maybe it will be of some use later.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang let go of his hands and jumped back to the ground from Jiaolong's head.

"Hurry up and open the ban. Zhang Yang urged.

Jiaolong has been beaten to the point that he has lost his temper, so he can only do it.

"Boom!"

A purple light lit up, and the forbidden light shield of the gate disappeared.

Zhang Yang took the lead and walked in.

The layout of the scene in the hall is a little different from what Zhang Yang imagined.

There is no such splendid decoration outside the main hall, and inside the hall is an orderly arrangement of dark red sandalwood storage compartments, and there are tens of thousands of them under a closer look.

Each compartment is not very large, and each compartment has a sword-shaped mark, and under the mark, the name of the treasure placed in the compartment is pasted.

"First-level Pill Qi Gathering Pill, Second-level Pill Replenishing Spirit Pill, Wannian Ginseng, Zhuji Dan, Xuan-level Sword Technique ......"

Zhang Yang swept his eyes, and a large number of pills and exercises appeared in front of him.

There are so many treasures, so that De Zhangyang's originally calm heart is beating a little rapidly at the moment.

But after a closer look, Zhang Yang found that each of these lattices had a different prohibition protection on the periphery, which was a layer of silver-white transparent light mask.

Zhang Yang looked at Jiaolong, "You should know how to do it, right?"

Jiaolong looked at Zhang Yang at this moment, with a little fear in his eyes.

"Ahem, according to the previous rules, the disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who can break into here is a person who gets two gifts, one pill or exercise, and one spiritual weapon, as for you, ......"

Before Jiaolong finished speaking, Zhang Yang directly waved his hand to interrupt it.

"Why didn't I see a spiritual artifact here?"

Jiaolong hurriedly covered its mouth, and it also realized that it had said the wrong thing.

Zhang Yang's face was full of black lines, and he didn't speak.

Feeling the unkind gaze of Zhang Yang, Jiaolong was not a little afraid, it did not speak again, and there were words in its mouth.

"Boom"

I saw two rows of storage compartments rotate and open from both sides, revealing a secret passage about two meters wide.

This scene didn't shock Zhang Yang too much, usually there will be secret rooms hidden in the sect, which is nothing to make a fuss about.

The pill will not run away here, and after thinking about it, Zhang Yang decided to go and see what treasures are in the spirit weapon vault first.

"You go first. Zhang Yang said coldly.

"Coward!" Jiaolong sarcastically in his heart, and his body turned directly from the original size of a small mountain to the thickness of an arm.

Jiaolong flew in front, and Zhang Yang followed behind.

Soon, a treasure trove of spiritual artifacts appeared in front of him.

The length and width of the spiritual weapon treasure house are only about ten meters, and compared to the treasure pavilion outside, the spirit weapon treasure house is much smaller.

Zhang Yang began to scan these spiritual weapons, and found that most of them were spiritual weapons, only a few were mysterious weapons, and there were no ones above the level of mysterious weapons.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang's eyes froze, and he saw a dry skeleton lying in the center of the room.

The dry bones were wearing the clothes marked by the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, but they were different from the clothes of the disciples I had seen outside before.

The grade of this dress is obviously much higher than that of ordinary disciples, and I think the other party should be a high-level elder at this level.

Looking down all the way, the middle finger of the dry bone left hand was impressively carrying a black and simple ring, with dragon patterns engraved on the surface.

In his right hand, he held an ordinary long sword, the body of which was three feet long and about two fingers wide, and the surface of the sword was covered with dust, and its true face was no longer clear.

Zhang Yang's eyes were hot, looking at the ring on the dry bone's hand.

Storage rings!

After being reborn, Zhang Yang has always wanted to make a storage ring, but unfortunately the earth's resources are relatively scarce, and it is even more difficult to collect materials.

Now I didn't expect that there would be a ready-made one here!

Zhang Yang took three steps and made two steps, and came to the dry bone.

A drop of blood dripped onto the ring, and the blood instantly merged into the ring.

That is, it is a spiritual weapon, of course, it is necessary to recognize the owner of the acupoint, Zhang Yang sank into the ring, and found that the storage space of the ring is very good, there are hundreds of cubic meters.

Zhang Yang smiled with satisfaction, but at this time, he didn't notice that the dragon who had been behind him had no longer the previous look of fear on his face, but turned into a sinister smile, which was a smug smile after the plan succeeded.

After recognizing the ring, Zhang Yang set his eyes on the long sword clenched in Dry Bone's right hand again.

Thousands of years ago, the royal magic weapon of the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in his heyday would never be an ordinary spiritual weapon.

Zhang Yang just wanted to reach out and take the sword, but he knew that at this moment, a yellow light the size of a night pearl suddenly flew out of the ancient long sword.

In vain, the ball of light turned into an illusory and hideous human face, with an evil aura, rushing towards Zhang Yang like a hellish ghost.

"Haha, a thousand years of waiting, finally let the old man wait for a good body, boy, you go with peace of mind, your body, the old man smiled!"

Zhang Yang was less than a meter away from the long sword, and at such a close distance, there was no time to dodge.

I saw a "whoosh", and the illusory face directly sank into the flamboyant eyebrows.

"Boy, fight with me, you're still a little tender. The dragon behind him also let out a smug laugh at this time.